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ITALY IN A FUNK

The New York Times also said that Italy is a pudding ... you could even say shit rotting.
reading the article point to point we can not say that they are right. The defense of Napolitano's office, unfortunately, has been pathetic.
The funny thing is that without waiting for the New Yourk Times - Giorgio Gaber this article had already written in the form of song (that reproduce moooolto volentieri e per la seconda volta: incredibile non passa mai di moda!). E’ stata pubblicata nel disco postumo “io non mi sento italiano” nel 2003 e quindi scritta sicuramente prima di questa data. Questo dimostra che non siamo noi italiani ad essere rincoglioniti o a non capire in che acque stiamo navigando. Ma le responsabilità ci sono e sono precise. E sono da imputare a persone ben precise: la nostra classe politica. Solo che è inutile imputare qualcosa a qualcuno in un paese in cui non c’è né la certezza del diritto né la certezza della pena. .. è inutile: è un paese in metastasi. E Pasolini a proposito della sua Italia disse “ sprofonda, libera il mondo…” e io mi associo alla sua preghiera. Please Italy today, made by hand, sinks ... the free world. Modernisation of the gallery of horrors report a refreshingly cool episode: last night the former premier, Sivietto, went to Controcampo to talk about football and read a tearful letter - worse than the heart of the book - he says he dedicated to father when Milan won the first Intercontinental Cup under his presidency ... is obviously a great piece of cabaret.
And even dared to suggest that
a) that it would not be prepared and agreed with the tenant that the kindly, "he prayed" for viewers to read.
b) that it had not been written half an hour before his colleagues ... (you could tell: it was all about metaphors electoral good father, etc etc etc .. topoi Catholics a maialata absurd).
c) did not need glasses to read! This is a gem: the text was probably printed in 25 ... but you know: silvio better now that we see a young man. BM was also printed in red letters for the speeches do not wear sunglasses: D Finally
a spectator invaded the stage, saying that Berlusconi has ruined my life ... the video was on you tube, but has now been removed .. sin. Fuck you and fuck you too
Silvio Piccinini (conductor): It is true that the beholder Controcampo or is a madman, or search for a way to avoid il ricorrente tentativo di suicidio domenicale, oppure vuol vedere le gambe della Canalis, ma voi siete pietosi..dai! Meglio Maurizio Mosca!

Sezione Lipparini - Il Signor J

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Section Luttazzi

Solidarietà a Daniele Luttazzi: non sempre sono d'accordo con lui. Ma gli sono solidale sopratutto perchè i giornali hanno fatto credere che fosse stato licenziato per aver insultato Giuliano Ferrara...ma via...Mica è così stupido Ferrara. Probabilmente è una faccenda che riguarda censure Purpuree... vedremo. Intanto Solidarietà a Luttazzi. Non è che mi faccia pena: come al solito lui esagera sempre e ormai c'ha preso gusto a fare il perseguitato anche perchè we earn a lot. Life is not bad, it fills the theaters wherever he goes. He writes books that sell very much, but the solidarity is because Italy is a mockery of the country. It's especially so far are supportive because the 7 had aired excellent report (to see NEXT on pedophile priests that before you do go in Rai would take note of the pain) but now it seems that it also has kneeling. Let's hope not.
http://www.danieleluttazzi.it/

Lipparini Section - Mr J

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with Maestro, the soft character ... tell the joke a bit '... the fucking dog!

This video is a piece of Italian sitcom aired on Fox, BORIS.

Needless to say the sitcom is very funny, but this is not the topic.
The topic is "Tell the fucking dog" or "the hole fucking dog."
It 's a bit that I wonder about books, lectures, theater performances, and the like, which at first I seem to be made to the fucking dog. However, successful history. Not only public but also of criticism. Indeed, above criticism. And mind you, I'm not talking about commercial products or main stream, as on those is easier to judge, but of all those super highbrow cultural products, whose structure is often nebuolsa, and seem arcane facts so that no one can understand completely eh ... nothing of course - tell me - but you're a reactionary!! You do not understand anything ... what matters is the performance! The atmosphere, the deep meaning that goes beyond the meaning of verbal, visual and audible ... is a vital experience, not intellectual! And my intellectual friends give me a pat on the shoulder.
And yes - I say - but if I want to experience life, I'm going to give me a ride and not spend € 15 to see - for example - people who are writhing on the stage and did not utter a word. Or worse, move furniture for 15 minutes and takes a bow at the end of the performance as Rudy Nureyev! I go to see Mercatone Uno move furniture! (I will not name This theater company, which is acclaimed throughout Europe, especially in France ... you think).
I wonder what could be the reason for the transubstantiation of shit to chocolate: sometimes people look into your eyes and say "but you really like is' stuff ????" and them" but it's beautiful. " And I ... "ok, it's me that I have no taste."
In fact, things done to the fucking dog has a mysterious charm, perhaps because it tends to almost always be interpreted as you see the thing in question even if it is completely off guard.
I think the instinct socialized (and therefore little primordial) to cover the holes of interpretation, the miracle of semiosis as Eco would say, that makes this epiphany of meaning. More and more often I go to the theater, and, in meeting friends for the usual birrozzo dopoteatrale the question, "who spoke of the show?" My face fades away and despite myself I have to say "anything .. boh." Sometimes, for the sake of variatio, opto also for the "I do not remember" and then their faces thinking that I will fade plagued by an early form of Alzheimer's and my friends are not intellectuals give me a pat on the shoulder.
... Oh well ... we'll see the next show I'll be more careful. Lipparini

Section - Mr J